The Paradoxicality of That
Miles and Miles
Years and Years
of Desert to Walk
There is land here that no human foot
has ever touched.
There is walkable land here that no human foot
has ever touched,
nor animal.
You are so small, so insignificant
And yet,
You are the most significant thing
In this time and place.
And the paradoxicality of that
is what puzzles you the most.
That
and the spiders with their webs
Drifting by on the evening breeze;
the deafening silence through which
even the raven in flight does not make a
Peep.
© Alex Mitchell
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